It seems that there are really many bad people in the human race, so she needs to be more careful in the future.

"Thank you Miss Qingyun." The middle-aged man said with a grateful face. As long as he can control it temporarily, it means there is still hope.

Yue Qingyun glanced at the woman on the bed and motioned to Mu Qingkuang and others to follow her out.

"Did something happen in Xinan Village last night?" Yue Qingyun looked puzzled. She had just taken the woman's pulse. It was obvious that the illness only occurred this morning, and it should be due to the poison last night.

Mu Qing shook her head wildly. The person who poisoned them didn't do anything big, and she and Sheng Qinghong didn't notice it either. After all, this Xinan Village is neither big nor small. They live at this end of the village, so they would know.

What happened at the other end of the village, and from what the middle-aged man said, they didn't encounter any strange people.

Yue Qingyun pursed her lips, her face full of worry. She had just cured their disease, and now it happened again. It seemed that she had to find the person who poisoned them, otherwise she wouldn't have so many herbs.

Because those herbs are not ordinary herbs, but are useful after sucking her blood. How could she have so much blood to keep providing those herbs.

"By the way, I want to tell you something." Yue Qingyun suddenly smiled, her eyes shining brightly.

Mu Qingkuang and Sheng Qinghong looked at each other. Was she going to tell them that she was from the Shark tribe?

"Actually, I am the Saint of the Shark Race." Yue Qingyun said slowly after seeing that there was no one else around, only Mu Qingkuang and a few others. She didn't know why, but she believed in her so much that she was willing to tell her identity.

she.

Some people never know who the other person is no matter how long they get along, but some people just hit it off right away.

Yue Qingyun thought that she and the girl with the birthmark on her face belonged to the latter group.

"Ah..." Hua Xin and others exclaimed with wide eyes. They already knew that she was from the Shark Race last night, but they didn't expect that she would be a saint. In this case, wouldn't they have to search for the whereabouts of the Shark Race?

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Yue Qingyun blinked at their shocked looks and chuckled, "My name is Yue Qingyun, but I really can't cry."

After she finished speaking, she showed some self-blame and depression on her face.

Mu Qingkuang was also a little surprised. She didn't expect that she was a saint. Looking at her self-reproach, she felt that this woman was very cute and kind.

"Why can't you cry?" Hua Xin swallowed her saliva and stared at Yue Qingyun very curiously. This should be the weirdest thing she had ever heard, but looking at her expression, she seemed to want to help them, so

It would save them a lot of trouble.

Yue Qingyun pursed her lips, with a little irritation on her face. She blinked her clear, pearl-like eyes and sighed, "Actually, it's not that I don't have tears, but that I can't shed tears now. In that case, the Shark Race will suffer because of

I all turned into the living dead."

After hearing this, everyone's faces were shocked again. So, they couldn't get the tears, but now they have found two things. If there were no tears, everything they had done would be in vain.

Mu Qing frowned crazily and asked, "Is there any other way that can protect your tribe and make you shed tears?"
Chapter completed!